Months ago, my
Hey! Merry Xmas! Could you let me know the address and what time we are supposed to meet?
There is no sched...Get here as fast as u can. Longer we can see u the better. There is no parking at the beach house, but the address is XXXX Ocean Ave, Seal Beach. Meet us at the beach.
OMFG!!!!!! WORST! PLANNING! EVER!
So I grouchily got ready, picked up the boyfriend, and we drove about an hour to Seal Beach. We found the beach house. We found parking. Nobody was home. I texted that we were at the house and where should we meet them? No response. So, the boyfriend and I waited. Then we walked on the beach. Then we walked on the pier. We looked high and low and no relatives (a gang of 19 shouldn't be hard to miss) were in site. It felt like we were being punked! Ever short on patience, I announced that if we didn't hear from them in an hour we would BAIL. 60 minutes to the second, we hopped in my car and bailed. 1 minute later we got a text, "HEY! Where are you guys! Sorry -- we went out to lunch and didn't bring our phone!"
Needless to say, the boyfriend and I had fun without those fools. If you get a chance, go to the beach during the winter! It is gorgeous! Glorious! And very few people are there! AND YOU DON'T HAVE TO WEAR A BATHING SUIT! WHEE!
P.S. My sister attended this get-together and said the entire affair was CHAOS. And she mentioned that the waitress at the restaurant was none too thrilled to serve a PARTY OF NINETEEN. Knowing my family, they asked for separate checks. Groan!
ANYWAY!!!! Happy New Year to you all. :)